Kouhei's gaze was sharp, his voice low and heavy with menace as he leaned in closer. "Try anything funny. I fucking dare you."
That tone alone was enough to drain the color from the man's face. His bravado instantly collapsed, and all that was left was a pitiful coward. The man looked small—pathetically small—under the weight of Kouhei's grip and presence. His shoulders shook uncontrollably.
It was probably the very first time in his miserable life that he had ever felt such raw, suffocating terror from another human being.
"I-I'm sorry! I won't do it again!" the creep stammered, his words tumbling out in a desperate rush.
Nagisa's voice cut in, sharp and furious, her eyes blazing with disgust. "You absolutely won't be able to do it again. You disgusting creep. I'm reporting you—and I'll post your face all over social media so everyone can be warned about you. That way, other girls will know to stay safe, and they'll know exactly what kind of trash you are when you're in the area."
Her words were like daggers, and the man flinched. But instead of shame, he snapped back in anger, spitting out vile words.
"Y-You bitch! It's your fault for fuckin' wearing that short skirt!"
The moment the word "bitch" left his mouth, Kouhei's jaw clenched and his teeth ground together. His grip on the man's wrist tightened, veins bulging against his skin as raw fury surged through him. The creep let out a strangled cry of pain.
"Ah—no, no! S-Sorry! I'm sorry! Please, let go!" he yelped, his entire body shaking now in sheer panic.
But in a frantic, desperate move, the man managed to wrench himself free, swatting Kouhei's hand away with all the strength he could muster before bolting down the street, running like the pathetic coward he was. His footsteps echoed as he disappeared from sight.
Nagisa scowled, her voice laced with disgust. "Ugh… what a creep." She exhaled, trying to calm her racing heart before glancing at Kouhei. Her voice softened, tinged with relief and gratitude. "T-Thank you, Kou-kun."
Kouhei turned to her, his expression easing but still carrying that quiet intensity. "You don't have to worry," he said firmly. "As long as you're with me, you're safe."
Those words struck deep into Nagisa's heart. Her cheeks flushed a delicate pink, warmth rising in her chest. Kouhei… he had really become so manly.
The mood had shifted a little from earlier, but luckily, Kouhei was with Nagisa.
Nagisa had this sort of presence—an energy that just naturally radiated outward. It was the kind of energy that made it hard to stay gloomy when you were around her. Even when there was that lingering awkwardness from before, it didn't really matter. She had a way of turning things around, making them light and fun again. She was cheerful, bright, and she seemed to know exactly how to steer the mood so it never sank. It was almost like when someone killed the vibe at a party, and everyone thought things were going to get heavy, but then someone cracked a ridiculous joke and suddenly it felt like nothing ever went wrong in the first place. That was the sort of atmosphere she created without even trying.
Right now, the two of them were standing side by side at the rental shop, scanning the shelves for movies. Their plan for the night was simple, but somehow exciting—they were going to binge-watch B-movies.
B-movies. The kind of films that were infamous for being low budget, terribly written, badly acted, and completely over-the-top. Movies that weren't meant to be masterpieces or works of art, but rather the kind of dumb fun that thrived in all their flaws. These weren't the type of movies you sat down and analyzed. No, you laughed at them, cringed at them, and maybe threw some popcorn at the screen while groaning at how ridiculous they were. They weren't made to be taken seriously.
And honestly, they weren't the kind of movies you'd ever want to watch alone. The charm of B-movies came out when you had someone to watch them with—someone to laugh with, or complain with, or just to say "What the hell is this?" together.
That was exactly what they were going to do.
"Oh, look! Kou-kun! Shark Man!"
"Shark Man?" Kouhei raised an eyebrow, looking at her curiously.
Nagisa practically shoved the DVD case right against his face with a grin. The cover art was so bad it was almost offensive—giant letters spelling out Shark Man! with an illustration of what looked like a man-eating shark, except it had the body of a man fused grotesquely with the head of a shark. The proportions were off, the art style was cheap, and it looked every bit like the kind of movie people would regret making.
It was about as low budget as a movie could possibly get.
"This is gonna be fun, you know?!" Nagisa said with her usual excitement. "I'm sure you'll enjoy this one!"
Kouhei honestly had no idea what kind of nightmare she was planning to subject him to, but for now, he just let her keep piling things into their arms.
Nagisa, on the other hand, looked like a kid in a candy store. She started grabbing DVDs with the wildest names—Piranha Tale, Killer, and a whole assortment of horror and monster flicks that were clearly made on shoestring budgets and insane imaginations.
Kouhei just silently prayed none of them had too much sexual content in them.
"Well, let's go! We've managed to haul a mountain of movies," Nagisa said proudly, her arms full of cases. She looked down at the stack like it was treasure. "Now, all that's left is finding a place to watch them. Hmm…"
She whipped out her phone and began scrolling. Her eyes darted across the screen quickly, then lit up after a few moments.
"Ah! Found it!" she exclaimed, spinning around and shoving her phone into Kouhei's face. The screen brightness was cranked to maximum, making him squint as if he'd just been flash-banged. "Look, look! It's a motel that's perfect for this! Big TV, DVD player, everything we need!"
"I see…" Kouhei blinked, still adjusting his eyes. Then, after a small smile, he nodded. "I guess we should head there and start watching."
So, that's what they did.
They made their way to the motel, and once inside, they requested a room with the biggest TV available.
The moment they stepped into the room, Nagisa's eyes widened in awe.
"Woah! The room's huge! No wonder it's twice as expensive as the normal ones!" she said, practically bouncing with excitement.
And she wasn't wrong. The room was massive. The bed was larger than anything Kouhei had slept on in a while, the furnishings were much more luxurious than expected, and… there was even some kind of sex chair sitting off to the side. The atmosphere carried a weight of decadence, and even Kouhei couldn't help but notice that the room was much more soundproofed than the average one.
"Alright then, Kou-kun! Shall we start with the first movie?!" Nagisa said with a wide smile.
She moved quickly, sliding the disk in and getting everything set up until the movie appeared on the massive TV screen.
They'd already ordered some food too. Nothing fancy, just junk food—chips, fries, soda, and pizza. The kind of snacks you could mindlessly eat while sitting around.
And so they started their night. Just the two of them, eating greasy food and sipping on soda while a completely absurd movie about a half-man, half-shark creature played out in front of them, filled with murder, gore, and nonsense.
It was dumb, it was messy, it was ridiculous.
"Pfft—hahahaha! His head! His head just got bitten clean off! Oh my god, that's hilarious!"
Nagisa was laughing so hard she had to clutch her stomach as if it physically hurt.
Kouhei couldn't help but laugh a little too, even though his reactions were quieter. He chewed his pizza casually, a faint smile pulling at his lips as her laughter filled the room.
Come to think of it… it's been a while since I last ate pizza or drank soda. With everything that's been going on, I almost forgot what normal even feels like, Kouhei thought, his eyes softening as he looked at Nagisa, who was still cackling at the screen. It's thanks to her. She must've wanted me to feel something normal again, after all that stress. That's why she suggested this. Check latest chapters at N0veI.Fiɾe.net
For the first time in a while, Kouhei was thankful for something so simple. He was having fun—not from battle, not from chaos, but from something normal. Ordinary. And right now, that felt really good.
Eventually, the credits rolled, and the movie ended.
"Fuaaah~ That was so much fun~!" Nagisa stretched her arms high above her head, her chest bouncing naturally from the movement. "I don't think I've ever laughed so hard at a horror movie before."
Her grin was wide and bright, her face glowing with enjoyment.
"Yeah… I actually enjoyed it a lot," Kouhei admitted honestly.
Still, he knew deep down—if he had watched it alone, he probably wouldn't have laughed once. Movies like these only worked when you shared them with someone else.
"Alright then! Time for the next one!" Nagisa said with renewed energy, her enthusiasm somehow even higher than before.
And strangely enough, even though it was just a bunch of silly B-movies, Kouhei found himself actually looking forward to the next one.
But then… the second movie took a turn neither of them expected.
There were long, drawn-out sex scenes—so drawn-out that it started feeling awkward. Not painfully awkward, but enough to make the atmosphere shift into something strange.
The room grew heavy with a different kind of tension.
Before either of them even realized it, they had shifted onto the bed together. Their lips met, their mouths pressing hungrily against one another as the awkwardness melted into something else entirely.
By the time Kouhei noticed, one of his hands had already slipped under her shirt, fingers pressed against her soft breast.